[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-heretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method":3,"chapter-heretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method-heretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method-chapter-596":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1633687,2099,"Chapter 596: Two Monsters Finally Met","heretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method-chapter-596",596,"\u003Cp>Miraq’s stone aura exploded first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gray energy wrapped around his body like a layer of living armor, making his already massive figure look even heavier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rovak’s dark-red aura burned around him at the same time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two stared at each other for only a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then they moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOOOM!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their fists crashed together in the middle of the arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shockwave spread outward, shaking the protective barrier and making the crowd roar in excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miraq stomped forward and swung both arms down like falling mountains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Stone Crushing Hammer]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rovak laughed and met the attack head-on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Drakhor Blood Fist]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BANG!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fist and stone arm collided violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground beneath them shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miraq gritted his teeth and suddenly twisted his body, his scales glowing brighter as sharp stone spikes burst from his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rovak’s eyes widened slightly before he quickly crossed both arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRACK! CRACK!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stone spikes smashed against his guard, forcing him back several steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miraq immediately rushed after him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Stone Scale Charge]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His entire body became like a moving fortress as he slammed forward with terrifying momentum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rovak’s grin widened instead of fading. \"Good!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His legs bent slightly. Dark-red energy gathered around his entire body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Drakhor War Body]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOOOM!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rovak’s muscles expanded slightly, and his aura became heavier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead of dodging, he charged straight toward Miraq.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two collided like two beasts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOOOOOM!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, the entire arena trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miraq’s stone armor cracked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rovak’s feet dug into the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither of them backed down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd went wild.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is real close combat!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They’re both monsters!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Rovak is actually pushing back the Stone Scale Race!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miraq roared, gray energy surging into his fist again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Stone Titan Impact]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rovak’s eyes burned with excitement. \"Again?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled back his own fist. \"Then take mine too!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dark-red energy twisted around his arm like a burning dragon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Drakhor Fang Strike]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOOOOOM!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their fists slammed together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, Miraq’s stone armor shattered completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes widened in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rovak stepped forward, not giving him even a second to breathe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His second fist smashed into Miraq’s stomach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BANG!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miraq bent forward heavily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Rovak grabbed his shoulder, spun his massive body around, and hurled him across the arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOOOM!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miraq crashed into the ground and rolled several times before barely stopping near the edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tried to stand again, but his legs trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rovak slowly walked toward him, dark-red aura still burning around his body. \"Hahaha...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He cracked his knuckles. \"You’re strong. Really strong.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miraq gritted his teeth and forced himself upright. \"But...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rovak suddenly disappeared from his spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miraq’s pupils shrank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rovak appeared in front of him with a fierce grin. \"I’m stronger.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Drakhor Final Smash]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOOOOOM!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fist landed directly against Miraq’s chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The impact blasted Miraq out of the arena boundary and straight into the protective barrier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The referee immediately raised his hand. \"Miraq Veln is out of bounds!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The giant screen above the arena flashed brightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Winner]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Rovak]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Drakhor Race]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd erupted into cheers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the private viewing room, Garion laughed loudly. \"Hahaha! Not bad at all!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slifera sighed, though a small smile appeared on his face. \"That idiot actually won.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elisa nodded calmly. \"Rovak’s strength is real.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in the arena, Rovak raised one fist toward the crowd with a huge grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spectators immediately cheered louder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After enjoying the noise for a few seconds, he finally turned around and walked out of the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body was still covered in dust, and several parts of his armor had been cracked from Miraq’s heavy attacks, but his expression looked extremely satisfied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few minutes later, Rovak arrived at the participant waiting hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hall was much quieter than the arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the fighters who had already qualified or were waiting for their next matches remained there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then his eyes suddenly stopped on one figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dahlia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was sitting lazily with one leg crossed, looking completely relaxed as if the tournament had nothing to do with her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rovak’s grin widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked over without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dahlia noticed him approaching and slowly raised an eyebrow. \"What’s the matter?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rovak stopped in front of her and crossed his arms. \"You’re Dahlia Draconia, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dahlia leaned back slightly. \"Yeah. And you’re the loud guy who just won.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rovak laughed loudly. \"Hahaha! That’s one way to remember me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he looked at her more carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During Dahlia’s introduction earlier, he remembered seeing one name clearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rovak grinned and asked, \"Your master is named Garion, right? The one who likes to grin, has a loud mouth, muscular body, and purple hair?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dahlia immediately narrowed her eyes slightly. \"Yeah.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she stood up slowly. \"What’s the matter? Do you have a problem with my master?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice was still playful, but her aura subtly changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rovak noticed it immediately and laughed. \"Of course not.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He waved one hand casually. \"You could say I’m one of your master’s new friends in this Cosmic Universe.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dahlia stared at him for a moment. Then her expression relaxed slightly. \"I see.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A grin slowly spread across her face. \"So you’re Master’s friend.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rovak nodded proudly. \"That’s right.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dahlia cracked her knuckles lightly. \"But even if you’re Master’s friend, I won’t pull back my fist if we meet in the arena.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rovak’s eyes instantly lit up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead of being offended, his grin became even wider. \"Hahaha! Good!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His dark-red aura flickered faintly around his body. \"That’s even better.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pointed at Dahlia with excitement burning in his eyes. \"I wanted to test Garion’s strength, but since he’s not joining this tournament, I’ll test his disciple instead.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dahlia’s grin turned sharp. \"Oh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rovak clenched his fist. \"I want to see just how strong the disciple trained by that guy really is.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, the two stared at each other silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Dahlia laughed. \"Hahaha...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She placed one hand on her waist and lifted her chin proudly. \"Then you better not lose before reaching me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rovak laughed back. \"Same to you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dahlia’s eyes shone with confidence. \"Don’t worry.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her grin widened. \"You’ll see later.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1004,"2026-06-06T11:12:31.184Z",1,"novelbin.me","2fe1dd53db19a1a4db061e87b57faa58e1c8ca8c8b8225b3e344c99fc78b1f60","heretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method-chapter-597","heretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method-chapter-595",613,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fheretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method-cover.jpg"]